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		<title>Rise Up</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Louima Cunningham]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue 91 (January - February 2013)]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[bear]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[detained]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[distractions]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[dreams]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Rise up, valiant one, stop sleeping! Rise up, because my heart is lamenting… During the days having passed without you, I went back over the yesterdays, Grieving all the while, and saddened Since you had deserted your country. O my valiant one, appear now! Appear, for we are depressed. Our hearts come into our mouths; [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rise up, valiant one, stop sleeping!</p>
<p>Rise up, because my heart is lamenting…</p>
<p>During the days having passed without you,</p>
<p>I went back over the yesterdays,</p>
<p>Grieving all the while, and saddened</p>
<p>Since you had deserted your country.</p>
<p>O my valiant one, appear now!</p>
<p>Appear, for we are depressed.</p>
<p>Our hearts come into our mouths;</p>
<p>Our last words are on our lips…</p>
<p>The people need your smile,</p>
<p>And we’re thirsty for your zeal.</p>
<p>No more strength is left to us:</p>
<p>We, a multitude of orphans,</p>
<p>Are pushed to and fro,</p>
<p>And detained along the way…</p>
<p>Wasting time in distractions,</p>
<p>We cannot bear anything extra…</p>
<p>You appear in dreams every night,</p>
<p>You are in words and in hearts…</p>
<p>This is so the whole life long:</p>
<p>Come to make your influence felt,</p>
<p>Have some pity upon us, please:</p>
<p>We go down on our bended knees…</p>
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		<title>How I Wish I Could Be a Seed</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Louima Cunningham]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue 85 (January - February 2012)]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[A Moment for Reflection]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[air]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[sustenance]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[How I wish I could be a seed, embedded within the bosom of the earth. Protected I would be from all external elements which may cause me harm. A comfortable and familiar environment I would be in, like a human mother’s womb full of mercy – perhaps the reason why you are commonly referred to [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>How I wish I could be a seed, embedded within the bosom of the earth. Protected I would be from all external elements which may cause me harm. A comfortable and familiar environment I would be in, like a human mother’s womb full of mercy – perhaps the reason why you are commonly referred to as “mother earth”? It may seem like I am in solitary confinement; motionless, dark and quiet to the observing naked eye, but I know I’m not alone as I await the appointed command. My fate is written both within and beyond me. Anxiously determined, I am in fulfilling my destiny; I yearn for sustenance to ignite action deep within my core. I wait humbly and patiently for my prayers to be answered.  Not knowing  from where my sustenance will arrive, I have no hesitation or doubt that the One Who has designed and embedded me here, in this dark and lonely abode, will hear my call. For within my intrinsic design, I am a book that requires to be read, a fashion that demands to be observed, and a work of art yearning to be displayed.</p>
<p>A sudden vibration I feel above the earth; a rhythmic beat, like a marching band. A caressing and tranquil harmony permeates from all around. It is no stranger to me; I seem to recall this experience previously.  My parents, from whose fruit I was spawn, told me stories of merciful droplets that would fall from the sky. Several miles high they would come to our aid.  They were the answer to our prayers. Now, I alone, a single seed destined to beget my own clan of many fruits rejoice for the coming of rain. I wonder if the rain knows that it will allow me to fulfill my potential. Nevertheless, all that really matters is that there is an All Knowing One who brings me my sustenance from an unexpected and contrasting place – miles high in the sky.</p>
<p>I feel an eruption within me as the cold, parched earth moistens from all around. Although given no mouth, I have the required faculties to absorb the moisture through my rotting shell. Waiting to break free and penetrate the earth above, I first ensure that my presence is firmly established and stable by means of sprouting deep within the earth – how else would I bear the weight of my future children. Like the umbilical cord of a human child, I too draw my sustenance (earth/water) by means of my intertwined roots deep within the earth. Two miraculous and contrasting elements are earth and water. Complete opposites which do not compete but work in unison. No taste and hardly any color. There are no visible workers in sight or artists holding paint brushes in their hands, but my first sprout, which has now penetrated the earth, has various shades of green.</p>
<p>I sprout out of the earth in prostrated form and in awe of the events thus far. An act to acknowledge His all encompassing Power and Compassion; I am humbled by Thee. The more I accept my insufficiencies and impotence compared to His Might, the more I am nourished and sustained. Now there is a new guest which visits me at length each day. Its warmth caresses my newly formed leaves and energizes my zeal to extend and expand – the sun. Yet another contrasting force from where my roots spread deeper into the earth. The sun’s light, from millions of miles high, synergizes with the earth, air, and water to give me the strength I need to grow. I’m sure none of these causes (earth, air, water, and light) are aware of each other. If they were, they would most certainly be in conflict with each others’ will.  The display of solidarity between them could only be explained by the Power of Authority and Unity, Who has Governance and Command over all. None fall out of their jurisdiction. All these causes are but only a veil to my Makers Dignity and Grandeur; however, His Divine Unity and Glory does demand that I be observed from beyond these superficial causes and acknowledge that He is the True Cause. All these conflicting elements become subservient to my needs. Indeed, He is the Creator of all things.</p>
<p>It has been quite some time now since my inception from within the womb of the earth. I stand tall with several arms branching out, adorned with leaves like open hands constantly asking for nourishment from my Maker. In return, He wants me to attract others to His fine display by means of decorating me with luscious flowers, neatly and purposely laid out petals side by side. Within my flowers I carry the pollen required to sustain and fulfill the purpose of other creatures and life forms. Just another piece of the ecological jig saw, which becomes un-puzzled when looked through the rational eyes of belief. No harm is inflicted to me as I hear the buzzing of wings circling my ornamental, soft, colorful, and tasty bloom. A poisonous bug pilots his landing delicately on a petal which is now fully blossomed. A succulent feast I offer to this creature that carries a toxic sting, but produces very sweet, multipurpose nourishment for its own clan and various other life forms.</p>
<p>I have now matured, ready to display the next work of art my Maker had preordained within my core. I must bear fruit to fulfill various other acts of wisdom; to continue my species, to act as a source of sustenance to other life forms, and once again to attract and amaze all consciously observing eyes to the Mercy, Compassion, Art, Knowledge, and Wisdom that my Creator has displayed. A picture does tell a thousand words; however, I also speak in as many tongues as there are languages. I have become a vessel to translate My Designer’s subtle but prominent messages.</p>
<p>My fruit, like a human child, has various stages of growth and formation. My children, too, start off as a humble seed but I fulfill my potential within a very short period of time. All my cousins and relatives follow a similar process; however, we are all commanded to bear our offsprings at different times to cater to different needs. Take, for example, the orange or apple, whose trees usually bear their fruit during autumn and winter months. They contain various nutrients and vitamins to nourish their consumers and assist in the preventing of (or aid in the healing of) common ailments that humans are susceptible to during these months.</p>
<p>My fruit is now mature – ready to bedazzle its observing audience and tantalize its consumer as a delicious culinary delight. It is fashioned and conserved with an outer layer to protect it from harmful outside elements. It is painted with various shades of a variety of colors and endowed with a succulence not to be found within the earth, water, air, or light! I feel so honored in being given the opportunity by my Maker to be a demonstration of His Might and Art, however small I may be in the big scheme of things. I have had no control over any of my faculties or attributes in developing into a fruitful tree, nor did any of the elements which have assisted me to grow. I have become a means in consolidating and manifesting many of my Designer’s beautiful Names and Attributes.</p>
<p>The time has now come for me to rest and experience my own resurrection. With all my offspring now either consumed and having given nutrition to other life forms or fallen to the earth where it had originated from, I shed my leaves. They too will fulfill another purpose by being a nutrient to the earth and the creatures within. I give praise to my Sustainer, Who has looked after and catered to all my needs; from being a humble seed to a fruitful tree bearing my own seeds. I have served many purposes, both physical and metaphysical. In conclusion I do ask all that have witnessed my journey: “<em>Then</em> <em>which of the favours of your Lord will you deny?</em>”</p>
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		<title>Ode no XXXI from Bang-i-D&#8217;rra</title>
		<link>https://fountainmagazine.com/all-issues/2009/issue-67-january-february-2009/ode-no-xxxi-from-bang-i-drra/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Louima Cunningham]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue 67 (January - February 2009)]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[arif]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[bang]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[bear]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[desire]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[effort]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[exploration]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[grow]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[heaven]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[iqbal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[limited]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Literature & Languages]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[muhammad]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[ode]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[rose]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[rra]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[searching]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[seema]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[soul]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[thorns]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[thy]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[witness]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Every object is at strife in the desire to &#8220;be&#8221; Churning in time, &#8220;the process of becoming&#8221; Every particle must sacrifice the ego to mill Listening to the call, enabling Divine Will Death in &#8220;itself&#8221; is the desire to &#8220;live&#8221; Eternity is in giving away to rebuild The mountains squash at the will of self [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Every object is at strife in the desire to &#8220;be&#8221;</p>
<p>Churning in time, &#8220;the process of becoming&#8221;</p>
<p>Every particle must sacrifice the ego to mill</p>
<p>Listening to the call, enabling Divine Will</p>
<p>Death in &#8220;itself&#8221; is the desire to &#8220;live&#8221;</p>
<p>Eternity is in giving away to rebuild</p>
<p>The mountains squash at the will of self</p>
<p>The meek perceive a mound a hill</p>
<p>Wandering hither and thither the lowly stars</p>
<p>Are but lost in the vastness of heaven,</p>
<p>To realize oneself, one has to part</p>
<p>It is the destiny, for existence, for non-being.</p>
<p>The moon is pale; loosing glamour at the last stretch</p>
<p>All secrets told, is stripped off into void</p>
<p>Soon the demons of dark will engulf the bright.</p>
<p>Why looking for a phantom light&#8230;?</p>
<p>Thy lamp is thy heart, O&#8217; forlorn</p>
<p>Leave the sojourn, thee, thyself is the guide.</p>
<p>Thou art real, the only truth in heaven,</p>
<p>On the earth; the whole universe&#8217;s might.</p>
<p>Resting in a world of fabricated illusion,</p>
<p>Deserts are but for an infinite exploration</p>
<p>Thorns bear witness to a searching soul</p>
<p>How limited is the effort to grow one Rose</p>
<p>Yet, ye complain scarcity of the resource.</p>
<p>Mercy O benevolent, the most compassionate Lord.</p>
<p>Upon the ignorant, the sinful, and the tyrant</p>
<p>I urge to see an oasis, not an iced spring at a stronghold.</p>
<p><em>Muhammad Iqbal</em></p>
<p>Ode No XXX1 from Bang-i-D&#8217;rra of Muhammad Iqbal. Translated from Urdu by Seema Arif.</p>
<p>Seema Arif is an assistant professor of Business Administration, University of Central Punjab, Lahore, Pakistan.</p>
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		<title>Animals that Challenge the Freezing  Temperatures</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Louima Cunningham]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue 49 (January - March 2005)]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[animals]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[anti]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Anti-Freeze]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Polar Bear Dens]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[One of the natural conditions that animals struggle with is surviving the freezing cold. Cold weather causes great loss in animal life. In some ways, this phenomenon helps balance the animal population and sustains the ecological system that exists in the world as a manifestation of the perfect knowledge and might of God. If all [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of the natural conditions that animals struggle with is surviving the freezing cold. Cold weather causes great loss in animal life. In some ways, this phenomenon helps balance the animal population and sustains the ecological system that exists in the world as a manifestation of the perfect knowledge and might of God. If all animals were resistant to the cold, there would be many problems in terms of the availability of food and shelter. However, there are some animals which can survive the cold weather due to special features. The protection mechanisms granted to those animals which live in cold climates are all different. As people have long wondered how these animals protect themselves against the cold, there have been many studies carried out on this subject.</p>
<h3><b>Animals with “Anti-Freeze” </b></h3>
<p>Although it is not clear whether human beings took the idea of anti-freeze, i.e., adding a substance to water to prevent it from freezing, from animals, some animals living in cold climates have a substance in their blood that prevents them from freezing. When the skin or the operculum of fish that live in cold seas comes into contact with ice, their blood starts to freeze, and the fish soon die. The reason for this is the rapid increase of ice crystals in their blood. However, there are many fish species that live in cold areas despite such unfavorable conditions. Some species in these areas retreat to the deep water where the water is -1.8°C to prevent freezing. However, in Antarctica there are fish living in areas that are much colder than this. These fish can protect themselves against freezing in the very cold temperatures of Antarctica thanks to chemical substances in their blood that work like anti-freeze in a car. Could it be possible that this technique of anti-freeze has been codified in the genetic programming of fish not by a conscious Creator but merely by coincidence? Such an idea would be logically difficult to accept. The substance called AFGP (Antarctic Fish Gliko-Protein) found in the blood of fish in Antarctica works as a natural anti-freeze and helps fish survive in icy water without freezing. Special proteins synthesized by genes that have been codified by special programming are linked to ice crystals, and they are thus able to prevent ice crystals from forming in the body of the fish.</p>
<p>Researchers have discovered some of the genes that codify AFGP during their study on some species of fish that belong to the Notothenioidei suborder, which live in Antarctic water without freezing; these fish are the Notothenia coriiceps and the Dissostichus mawsoni. The genes that were discovered codify a protein in a substance that prevents them from freezing. This protein is manufactured in the pancreas, but is not broken down in the intestines. Researchers are still trying to identify the gene that codifies the AFGP. Once this gene has been comprehensively understood, the protein which the gene codifies can be produced artificially and inexpensively. In this way, a small amount of anti-freeze protein injected into the blood to prevent freezing could save many lives. However, for the time being, it seems like a far-fetched possibility that this gene can be inserted into a human genome. All the genes in our body are interrelated with one another, and therefore a new program that would change the formation of the blood, preventing it from completely freezing, might cause many adverse side-effects.</p>
<h3><b>The Miracle of Salt</b></h3>
<p>Many fish have substances that cause the freezing point of their blood to fall below zero. Scientists have determined that the most common of these substances are the salts found in body liquids, in particular sodium chloride. These salts account for an 85% reduction in the freezing point. It is not possible for fish, which are unaware of the physiology of the body liquid and the complex relations of the metabolism with the process of freezing, to have developed such a protection mechanism through evolution.</p>
<p>Fish are not the only animals with anti-freeze. From the world of insects, Cryptopygus antarcticus (the Antarctic springtail) and Achorutes nivicola (the snow flea) are creatures that can survive in very low temperatures. Many animals become motionless or die when the temperature dips below freezing. But the Antarctic springtail can easily move and jump around at these temperatures. The biological reason for this vivacity is the anti-freeze system of this insect. Some of them can even live in glaciers unharmed for a period of up to three years.</p>
<h3><b>Waterproof Fur</b></h3>
<p>The otter (Enhydra lutris nereis) has a different type of protection against cold. The otter has been hunted for its soft, thick, velvet-like fur, bringing it to the brink of extinction. This animal’s fur is such a fabulous protection that otters can swim for days without even getting wet. The thick fur protects the otter from the cold. Unlike many sea animals, the fat layer under the otter’s skin is very thin, and is thus not very helpful against cold. Instead, the One whose Mercy is Endless has granted them a thick fur that protects them from the cold.</p>
<h3><b>Polar Bear Dens </b></h3>
<p>When the dens of polar bears are examined, many fascinating aspects are discovered. If a female polar bear living in Antarctica is pregnant or has just given birth, she makes a den under the snow; this is the only way that she can survive. The cubs are usually born during the middle of winter. When they are born, they are hairless, sightless and very tiny. These totally vulnerable and very needy babies are born in the middle of winter and they need proper dens in order to survive. A typical den consists of a two-meter hole and a round cave half a meter in diameter. It is only about half a meter high. However, this is no ordinary shelter constructed by a simple procedure. In a place where everywhere is covered by snow and ice, this den is dug very carefully under the snow drifts, and every detail necessary for the lives of the cubs is ensured. These dens usually consist of more than one room. Despite the fact that polar bears lack knowledge of thermo-dynamics, they dig out a smaller den above the entrance, ensuring that the warm air in these rooms cannot escape. Throughout winter, snow accumulates at the entrance and on top of the den. The polar bear leaves only a small, narrow channel through this snow drift to allow the air in. The thickness of the roof constructed by the mother bear is somewhere between 75 centimeters to two meters. This roof works as a good insulator, keeping the existing heat inside.</p>
<p>A researcher from Oslo University, Paul Watts, placed a gadget on the ceiling of one of these dens to carefully measure the heat. His findings were surprising: while the temperature outside fell below –30 degrees, the temperature inside never fell below 2 or 3 degrees. The scientists were also amazed to discover that the mother bear constructs her den like an expert physicist, building her nest with perfect insulation. In this warm and protective setting the mother bear does not die of cold because the fat reserves in her body are sufficient for her hibernation period. However, the period of hibernation is an even more interesting issue: the metabolic rate of the mother bear slows down to save energy, thus enabling the cubs to be better nourished. Thanks to these characteristics, granted by the One whose Mercy is Endless, the fat stored in the bodies of polar bears is turned into protein over a hibernation period of seven months, feeding the cubs. This is how the polar bear survives without eating any food for such a long time. Its heart rate decelerates from 70 beats per minute to 8, and the metabolism slows down in accordance with this. As the bear does not eat any food, it does not need to defecate or urinate.</p>
<h3><b>Parenthood in a White World</b></h3>
<p>It seems as if penguins (Aptenodytes forsteri) thumb their noses at the freezing cold. The mothers return back to cold seas shortly after laying eggs in order to feed. The mating pairs do not build nests, because there is nothing around them except snow and ice. Yet, they cannot leave their eggs on the ice, for the egg would be immediately frozen. So, while the mother is hunting for food, the father penguin takes care of the chicks over a period of three months. The fathers gather around in a group to carry, initially, the eggs, and then the chicks, holding them on their feet in order to protect them from freezing. The feet of penguins are covered with feathers, and are 80 °C warmer than the outside temperature, thus keeping the egg from freezing. The penguins form a circle with their backs facing out, and the chicks on the inside. Those fathers that happen to be located at the outer most part of the circle change places from time to time with the other penguins to protect themselves from freezing. This is necessary, because the temperature is around -50 °C.</p>
<p>Are such animals as we have discussed here capable of learning and thinking? Or are these abilities that are peculiar only to humans? Differentiating humans from animals along strict lines, Descartes (1596-1650), who said “cogito, ergo sum: I think, therefore, I am,” went so far as to claim that animals do not feel, let alone have an ability to think. Some biologist today argue that animals might not have the ability to think as we understand it, but they can still behave in some logical ways that are peculiar to them, and they can learn. Nevertheless, we cannot give animals credit for comprehending the need for anti-freeze in their blood, the protective characteristics of salt against freezing, how they should make their dens, or form circles to protect themselves against the cold. Rather, we could say that all these are manifestations of the most beautiful names of our Lord. One of the meanings of the 16th verse of the Surat al-Anbiya, It was not for nothing that We created the Heavens and the Earth and all that is between, is that we are to understand that there is a Divine Wisdom and Insight in the creation of each and every one of the creatures of the universe.</p>
<h3><b>References</b> </h3>
<ul>
<li>Scott, M., The Young Oxford Book of Ecology, p. 47.</li>
<li>Manisali, M., Antifirizli Baliklar, S›z›nt›, May 2000.</li>
<li>Bilyap Aquaristic web site, Fischverhalten beobachten und verstehen, Jorg Vierke.</li>
<li>O’Toole,C., Stidworthy, J., Mammals: The Hunters, p. 86-89.</li>
<li>http://www.populerbilgi.com/genel/Fedakarlik2.php &#8211; Guinness Books, Remarkable Animals: A Unique Encyclopedia of Wildlife Wonders, p. 21.</li>
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		<title>Rise Up, O Valiant One</title>
		<link>https://fountainmagazine.com/all-issues/1993/issue-2-april-june-1993/rise-up-o-valiant-one/</link>
		
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[The Fountain]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 1993 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Issue 2 (April - June 1993)]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[bear]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[bended]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[detained]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[distractions]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[dreams]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[fro]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[hearts]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[influence]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[knees…]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Literature & Languages]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[long]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[multitude]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[night]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[orphans]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[pushed]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[rise]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[time]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[valiant]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[wasting]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[words]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Rise up, valiant one, stop sleeping! Rise up, because my heart is lamenting… During the days having passed without you, I went back over the yesterdays, Grieving all the while, and saddened Since you had deserted your country. O my valiant one, appear now! Appear, for we are depressed. Our hearts come into our mouths; [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rise up, valiant one, stop sleeping!</p>
<p>Rise up, because my heart is lamenting…</p>
<p>During the days having passed without you,</p>
<p>I went back over the yesterdays,</p>
<p>Grieving all the while, and saddened</p>
<p>Since you had deserted your country.</p>
<p>O my valiant one, appear now!</p>
<p>Appear, for we are depressed.</p>
<p>Our hearts come into our mouths;</p>
<p>Our last words are on our lips&#8230;</p>
<p>The people need your smile,</p>
<p>And we are thirsty for your zeal.</p>
<p>No more strength is left to us;</p>
<p>We, a multitude of orphans,</p>
<p>Are pushed to and from,</p>
<p>And detained along the way&#8230;</p>
<p>Wasting time in distractions,</p>
<p>We cannot bear anything extra…</p>
<p>You appear in dreams every night,</p>
<p>You are in words and in hearts&#8230;</p>
<p>This is so the whole life long;</p>
<p>Come to make your influence felt,</p>
<p>Have some pity upon us, please;</p>
<p>We go down on our bended knees…</p>
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